Emerging from my teens
I had a head full
of ghosts to escape from -
inhabitants of an inner world
I kept to myself. Future life
was over there,
at the end of a train line,
a long road, the last port
of call on a ship's long voyage.
I could never get far enough
away - they always
found me hiding in some
masquerade, a clever cover
concocted to conceal -
at times I even fooled myself.
Mirrors were a bane,
they told the truth
and so I learned to look away.
A lifetime on
they are still with me but now
I know each by name.
There are days
when they draw close
and become weepy
as if seeking love,
though still afraid to leave
the refuge of my shadow.
There ae rats in the alley
Coyotes in the park
And in the city
Even they
Won’t come out
After dark.
ablaze horizon
lite path on rippling water~
sand dwellers burrow
10/25/2022
Sacred Dwellers
I am of Native American born
To be caretaker of Mother Earth sworn
I heal with powers, a medicine man
Tribal’s wise supernatural shaman
I am a sacred carved out Totem Pole
To recount familiar legends, a toll
Insightful spirit animals pride in
Taking a part as a loved guardian
I’m the buffalo hunted to survive
Tipis, meat, fur, vital to stay alive
I’m the turtle known as the peacemaker
That’s firm, serene never a forsaker
I am lizard, killing me brings bad luck
The creation story I play, soul struck
I butterfly bringer of dreams, arrange
Transformation and life cycle of change
I the wolf early ancestor of thee
Totem animal, wise, social, and free
Icon salmon renews energy rays
The legend conveys, respect natures ways
* Shaman translation- The word originates from the language of the Tungus people of Siberia. It can directly be translated literally to “one who works with fire”.
* Tipis (teepees)
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The Cave Dwellers - Nursery Rhyme
Knave:
Hey, there brave knight,
you look quite a fright,
tell me why, that this would be?
Knave:
For I'm just a knave
and I'm not afraid,
not a low bush, but tall as a tree!
Knight:
No dragon I fear,
they die by my spear,
'tis my wife that I thought to flee.
Knight:
For a woman, she met,
heard a man placed his bet,
and that he lost all their money.
Knave:
I heard that it's true,
but not one but two,
so move over my friend, for me.
This fairy-tale means, No matter how you cut them,
they still come from the same material.
2021 March 28
*2nd Place*
Nursery Rhyme 3
~~Eve Roper
Credit Pinterest For Image
Lovers we attempt to be
Straining from within the tree
The fibres try to hold us back
We need a lumber man to hack
To break the hold and let us free
So one from two at last we'll be
Lie together on this rocky crag
Till you are old and I'm a hag
Anchored to the cliff we are
Two souls who not apart by far
Will try to make the gap decline
I will be yours, you will be mine
But if our union not to be
I will still be true to thee
Never give my heart away
I'll turn to stone and here I'll stay
Silencing the voices of discontent
You're fired message sent
Yates was the first to go
Evidence of Collusion she did show
The great investigation of collusion
Now they beg for its conclusion
The leader Comey of the FBI
Damaging statements Russia did spy
Special agent McCabe of the FBI
Fired because he may have told a lie
Agent Strzok text we'll stop trump
Fired next on the burning dump
The war dance against the CIA and FBI
Justice department should let the investigation die
The threat to fire special council Mueller
Just beware of those cellar dwellers
We slum dwellers strive through arduous thistles of hardship
We tough it out through the mere adroitness of apprenticeship
We writhe morosely, carrying the world over our shoulders
But we tussle toughly the travails like soldiers
We're the slaves that bolster the aplomb of the upper crust
The hapless mendicants whose ascendancy the haves must thrust
The loyal ignoramuses that politicians use for their puissances
The impoverished natives the government uses to seek aid for its juissances
The kooky denizens that researchers scrutinate as a case study
The inane old guard whom the civilized take as nerdy
We sleep like foiled wolves and wake like champion lions
We carouse in our wobbly shanties like they're our Zions
We wade through the filthy excrement as our daily tracks
These afflict no more, for we've in vain raised our flacks
We accept to be the encumbrances the society discard to roaming sellers
But we know behind the hurdles what we dream, we slum dwellers
Street dwellers(Tyburn)
Homeless
Helpless
Soulless
Illness
To be sadly homeless, helpless, dwelt,
No care before soulless, illness felt.
13/03/2017
13/03/2017.
smiling dolphins play
frolic there beyond the froth...
deep sea diplomats
for pd's contest "any haiku will do"
By GILBERT MAPENGO MWANGUKU
Rotten and forgotten
Mealing once a day
As if they are on a fasting session
Jam-packed as they sleep
Like maggots in a filled latrine
Stinky is their world
Can’t even remember their toilet pose
As the bucket on the corner waits
Ticks host a party on them
No where to escape indeed
In white as they handle the donkeys job
Making one believe they are angels
Scars cover up their bodies
Addled with the most miserable pain
Invoked on their mare skins
By the so-called caretakers
Masked with only one hope
Better days are yet to come
As they testify the hell on earth
The place called a reformatory
Is now meant to be a deathtrap
Rapid urbanisation of the last century
causes more slums to mushroom
in the major cities of the world
particularly in developing countries.
Unplanned townships make it difficult
for government to plan for better
service delivery such as roads,
electricity,health,water and sanitation.
Local planning authorities should halt
illeagal allocation of land which leads
to the proliferation of slums.
Government should keep planning
for the poor;and must find better
solutions of phasing out slums
which have characterised many
towns and cities of the world.
And slums lie on a GOLDMINE
(PRIME LAND)which can
generate great wealthy
for poorer communities.
chipepo lwele
29/01/2013
Towering concrete monoliths
Loom above seemingly mindless
Lemmings rushing, bumping, pushing
Their way in endless, moving lines
Of backward and forward motion;
Each with programmed destinations
Instilled by subtle brainwashing
By the few who reside above
In luxurious penthouse suites.
Below one of the unthinking
Queue falls dead on the cold pavement
Only to be trampled underfoot
Unattended amidst raucous
Noise of taxi horns and Sirens.
In my area there’re no children with diapers
No young people in their formative years.
People call it “a place of aged couples “
There are no young people married or singles,
No grown-ups with their hope and dreams
In my area there’re no children with diapers
There are only aging and aged humans,
Self-obsessed, pretentious, bohemians,
People call it “a place of aged couples”.
To the past or future they have no eyes,
People are rather at home and homes,
In my area there’re no children with diapers.
No happy mothers bothering for diapers,
To take the children around no happy fathers,
People call it “a place of aged couples”
Feeding and food worries not the parents
To regenerate no people returning homes
In my area there’re no children with diapers
People call it “ a place of aged couples.